life is terminal.
what you once loved will pass into shadow.
the oceans are boiling, the icecaps are melting. our children will not call summer home and winter a grand adventure.
democracy is collapsing upon itself. it is a grand spectacle.
this world reeks of death.
come sit quietly with me, for just a moment.
one I sat with my toes just barely breaking the water, Watching it run freely with a jealously hardly contained. I wanted to freeze it...
concept: my hands become gentle again. i am not afraid to touch, for i know my hands will hold you softly. my claws retreat. i do not...
you look like you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders but your smile is so light how do you take on the burdens of others and...
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